Death Letter
Lyrics
Got a letter this mornin' Which was written in red Boy, hurry, hurry! That girl you love is dead (Well I) Packed up my suitcase and I Trucked down the road By the time I got there she was on that coolin board (Well I) walked up close and I Looked down her face Poor n' guy got to lay there till Judgement day I fold my arms and I slowly walked away That's allright people Your trouble gonna come someday Now you know some people tell me that blues ain't bad Well that's the worst feelin I think I have ever had Some people got the nerve to tell me That the blues ain't bad Well they must have not've had Same ol' blues I had
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 05:41
- Key
- 9
- Tempo
- 114 BPM